The breeze ruffled the beaded curtains, and the wind chimes in the corridor made a crisp sound.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment. Although it was only a short moment, Jiang Huan still felt that her lips were extremely hot.
As if something hot had been poured on her lips, Jiang Huan couldn't help but shrink his neck because of the heat. He was so busy pushing Chen Ruyi's chest to move back.
But this time, Chen Ruyi reached out and grabbed the back of Jiang Huan's head, pulling her whole body towards him.
The next moment, a passionate kiss that was no longer a flicker of water fell on Jiang Huan's lips.
Chen Ruyi seemed to be longing for her, like a traveler in the desert who finally found a clear spring.
Jiang Huan felt increasingly hot all over, his head was buzzing, and he couldn't react to anything.
When the kiss ended, Jiang Huan was hurriedly panting, her thoughts wandering away, and she had no idea what was going on.
The instigator, on the other hand, jumped off the bed with blushing cheeks and ran out of the house as fast as he could.
Chen Ruyi suddenly remembered something, turned around with a blushing face, and stammered instructions, "You have a skin injury on your hand and you need medicine. I'll come back later to give you medicine."
After saying that, Chen Ruyi fled the house as if running away, leaving Jiang Huan, who was all hot, sitting on the bed for a long time.
She slowly reached out and touched her lips, and the soft touch seemed to be transmitted through her fingertips.
Jiang Huan leaned back as if struck by lightning and lay down on the bed. The thoughts in his brain finally came back bit by bit.
Together, they played out the scene just now in Jiang Huan's mind.
Jiang Huan shyly grabbed the pillow to cover her face, her heart beating fast.
...
The cold wind blew out the last lamp under the eaves.
Without Wang You, the already deserted Xiaoju became even more deserted now.
The maid lit a small orange lamp and walked slowly through the corridor. In this quiet night, not a single sound could be heard, which seemed a bit scary and strange.
But the little maid seemed not to be afraid of this atmosphere at all, and walked straight to the end of the corridor.
She hung the small orange lamp under the eaves with familiarity, then took out a key and opened the small room at the end of the corridor.
The little maid walked through a deep secret passage, walked all the way down, and then reached the basement.
The basement was not big, but the torture instruments were all available. Under the light of the weak candlelight, it looked particularly terrifying.
She rolled up her long sleeves, took out a soldering iron from the wall, and slowly walked towards the man in front of her.
The man had almost been tortured into a human shape, with disheveled hair, and every inch of his exposed skin was covered with scars.
The little maid skillfully passed the soldering iron over the fire once, and then pressed the soldering iron directly on the sleeping man.
The fierce fire burned the man's skin, making a sizzling sound that made people flinch.
The man roared, raising his head in pain and struggling with his limbs desperately.
But no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from the shackles of these iron chains.
The branding iron was stamped on the man's body over and over again. He shook his body wildly, and his long hair was brushed to both sides of his face, revealing his face.
This person was none other than Wang You, who had clearly died in front of Jiang Huan earlier.
"Aren't you going to explain your accomplices?" The little maid threw the soldering iron into the stove, and then took the thorn whip hanging on the wall.
Wang You glared at the little maid fiercely. He whimpered and roared, but he couldn't pronounce a single word.
It wasn't until he opened his mouth in pain that he saw that all Wang You's teeth had been broken.
It's not that he doesn't speak, it's just that he has completely lost the ability to speak.
But the little maid turned a blind eye to the torture he suffered, and just said to herself, "Since you still don't say anything, don't blame me for being rude."
She whipped Wang You hard with the thorn whip, and the sharp thorns that snaked down pierced Wang You's skin. His already torn skin was cut open again, and the newly scabbed wounds were opened again by the whip.
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Wang You roared and roared, but it didn't help.
The little maid took a bowl of ginseng soup, opened Wang You's mouth, and poured it in hard.
This ginseng soup is a treasure used to hang Wang You's life. As long as he drinks a sip every day, Wang You will not die no matter how many skin injuries he suffers.
She didn't want to see him die so easily, so she went through all the trouble to save him, just to see him live worse than death, to see him suffer from this superficial pain day and night, to see him exhausted.
No relief can be found in a single breath of energy.
The little maid reached out and clamped Wang You's chin with such force that it made a squeaking sound.
The pain of a dislocated and broken bone was nothing compared to the trauma on Wang You's body.
"Wang You." The little maid gritted her teeth, her eyes were red, and she spoke every word with anger, "When you killed my sister, did you ever think about the concept of karma?"
"She loves you so much, she loves you so much——"
"But you chose to disembowel her and disembowel her body, and you didn't even leave a complete body to me..."
...
Jiang Huan had been having extremely strange dreams all night.
There is a figure of Chen Ruyi in every dream. Perhaps it is the Chen Ruyi who laughs with him in the Prince's Mansion on weekdays, or perhaps it is the Chen Ruyi who is harsh to others but extremely gentle to herself.
Also, there was Chen Ruyi, who was wearing wedding clothes and standing in front of her with a smile on her face.
He stretched out his hand towards himself and said with a gentle smile, "Do you want to be my wife?"
Jiang Huan's hand stretched out involuntarily. She could barely control the corners of her lips that curled up, nor could she control the joy that filled her heart.
"I do!"
Jiang Huan woke up in shock. She gasped for breath. Her whole body felt as if she was floating in the sky and she couldn't find her landing place at all.
She rubbed her face, and then pinched herself to confirm that she was no longer dreaming, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
"No, what on earth am I dreaming about!" Jiang Huan spat in her heart. It was just a kiss, how could it completely disturb her mood?
Jiang Huan pinched her thigh again. She patted her face and made sure she was awake before jumping off the bed.
"Don't think about it, don't think about it. I have to get ready now. The people from Zuihonglou will be here soon." Jiang Huan murmured and was about to pack up, but when she opened the door, she saw the person standing there.
Chen Ruyi is outside the door.
The two looked at each other, and neither of them was speechless.